The Complete Poetical Works of Henry Wadsworth LongfellowHoughton, Mifflin, 1893 - 879 pages |
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... face , With his guides and his companions " Frederic Remington 199 THE COURTSHIP OF MILES STANDISH " Priscilla , the loveliest maiden of Plymouth " George H. Boughton 201 " Why does he not come himself , and take the trouble to woo me ...
... face , With his guides and his companions " Frederic Remington 199 THE COURTSHIP OF MILES STANDISH " Priscilla , the loveliest maiden of Plymouth " George H. Boughton 201 " Why does he not come himself , and take the trouble to woo me ...
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... the father answered never a word , A frozen corpse was he . Lashed to the helm , all stiff and stark , With his face turned to the skies , 50 The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS 17.
... the father answered never a word , A frozen corpse was he . Lashed to the helm , all stiff and stark , With his face turned to the skies , 50 The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS 17.
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... face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat , He earns whate'er he can , And looks the whole world in the face , For he owes not any man . She drifted a dreary wreck , night , You can hear his bellows blow ; crew Like ...
... face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat , He earns whate'er he can , And looks the whole world in the face , For he owes not any man . She drifted a dreary wreck , night , You can hear his bellows blow ; crew Like ...
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... face ; On his forehead he bore the brand of shame , And the rags , that hid his mangled frame , Were the livery of disgrace . All things above were bright and fair , All things were glad and free ; Lithe squirrels darted here and there ...
... face ; On his forehead he bore the brand of shame , And the rags , that hid his mangled frame , Were the livery of disgrace . All things above were bright and fair , All things were glad and free ; Lithe squirrels darted here and there ...
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... face queen - like , - - As beautiful as a saint's in Paradise . 30 Lara . May not a saint fall from her Paradise , And be no more a saint ? Don C. Why do you ask ? Lara . Because I have heard it said this angel fell , And though she is ...
... face queen - like , - - As beautiful as a saint's in Paradise . 30 Lara . May not a saint fall from her Paradise , And be no more a saint ? Don C. Why do you ask ? Lara . Because I have heard it said this angel fell , And though she is ...
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Acadian Angel answered arrows art thou beautiful behold beneath birds breath Chibiabos Chispa CHRISTUS cloud cried Dacotahs dark dead death door dreams earth EPIMETHEUS eyes face father feet Filled fire forest gazed Gitche Gumee gleam golden guests Gypsy hand hast hath hear heard heart heaven HEPHÆSTUS Hiawatha Iagoo John Alden Kenabeek King Olaf Kwasind land Lara Laughing Water light listen look loud maiden MANAHEM meadow Miles Standish Minnehaha mist Mondamin moon morning Mudjekeewis night o'er old Nokomis Osseo passed Pau-Puk-Keewis Plymouth Pray prayer Prec Priscilla river rose round rushing sail sang shadow shining Sigrid the Haughty silent singing sleep smile song Song of Hiawatha sorrow soul sound spake stars stood sunshine sweet thee thou art thought unto Vict village voice wait walls wampum whispered wigwam wild wind wonder words youth
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Page 80 - And nights devoid of ease, Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice, And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently steal away.
Page 133 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted...
Page 17 - Some ship in distress, that cannot live In such an angry sea!" "O father! I see a gleaming light, Oh say, what may it be!" But the father answered never a word, A frozen corpse was he. Lashed to the helm, all stiff and stark, With his face turned to the skies, The lantern gleamed through the gleaming snow On his fixed and glassy eyes. Then the maiden clasped her hands and prayed That saved she might be; And she thought of Christ, who stilled the wave, On the Lake of Galilee.
Page 129 - Tis of the wave and not the rock ; ,Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale ! In spite of rock and tempest's roar. In spite of false lights on the shore, Sail on, nor fear to breast the sea ! Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee...
Page 148 - Then the little Hiawatha Learned of every bird its language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How they built their nests in Summer, Where they hid themselves in Winter, Talked with them whene'er he met them, Called them "Hiawatha's Chickens." Of all beasts he learned the language, Learned their names and all their secrets, How the beavers built their lodges, Where the squirrels hid their acorns, How the reindeer ran so swiftly, Why the rabbit was so timid, Talked with them whene'er he met...
Page 3 - Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beating Funeral marches to the grave. In the world's broad field of battle, In the bivouac of Life, Be not like dumb, driven cattle! Be a hero in the strife!
Page 84 - I SHOT an arrow into the air, It fell to earth I knew not where ; For, so swiftly it flew, the sight Could not follow it in its flight. I breathed a song into the air, It fell to earth, I knew not where ; For who has sight so keen and strong, That it can follow the flight of song ! Long, long afterward, in an oak I found the arrow, still unbroke ; And the song, from beginning to end, I found again in the heart of a friend.
Page 18 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes.
Page 88 - Rose from a hundred hearths, the homes of peace and contentment. Thus dwelt together in love these simple Acadian farmers, — Dwelt in the love of God and of man. Alike were they free from Fear, that reigns with the tyrant, and envy, the vice of republics. Neither locks had they to their doors, nor bars to their windows; But their dwellings were open as day and the hearts of the owners; There the richest was poor, and the poorest lived in abundance.
Page 17 - THE WRECK OF THE HESPERUS. IT was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea ; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as the hawthorn buds, That ope in the month of May. The skipper he stood beside the helm, His pipe was in his mouth, And he watched how the veering flaw did blow The smoke now West, now South. Then up and spake an old Sailor, Had sailed the Spanish Main, "...